Dead City Scrolls

Okay, it’s been a shit service from the very start.  Low daily cap that results in a huge garish image shown when cap is exceeded, pictures not viewed in six months are deleted without warning, not very cleverly designed.  But I have it, okay, it’s where a lot of pictures are.

Bastard’s been down for days now.  I dunno what the hell is up with it but I swear to god if the pictureposter is going down for good without warning I’m gonna be pissed off like crazy.  I have a lotta stuff on there that I’d have liked to re-save first.

search for “cat versus” and you can always expect good things.

Rhetorian: I could go for a twilight DotAthon.
Boneyard Jones: Hell yes!

We gotta get back into movie nights.  I have the perfect movie lined up, there literally has never been a better movie to mock EVER MADE.  It is the Dragonball Z movie.  Who’s in, suckers?  What day and time works?  How awesome an idea is this?

You don’t have to answer the last one because I already know that it is VERY AWESOME.

I’ve been trying to figure out what I’ve got to go on in terms of structure for the Grand Experiment.  There’s no particular theme or style in mind, I’m not aiming to post artistically composed stuff and I’m not focusing on any particular area of perversion, I can’t even stick to a medium.  It’s just what I feel like posting.  But it needs something to keep it from just being a mess of stuff.  There are two things that will hold it together.  First: generally pornblogs aren’t on a timer, so I can start gentle and ascend into stickier and stickier stuff as it goes by.  Second: theme days.  Lots of theme days.

One important aspect of this project is that I give far too much of a shit about it.

Boneyard Jones: Hahahaha oh man. I caught myself in the middle of an eye twitch, so I’m doing this james bond cool guy eye thing
Boneyard Jones: but in a retarded way.
Integrity No2: I imagine that’s like… 90% of actions you take. “Oh, I’m doing this cool thing but in a totally retarded way.”
Boneyard Jones: http://pictureposter.allbrand.nu/pictures/Fortinbras/wc0001.jpg guess who hasn’t shaved today!
Integrity No2: Hey, look how many Beetles are there. You actually look a little bit like George Harrison
Boneyard Jones: Hah!
Boneyard Jones: Of all the Beatles to look like. At least I don’t look like Paul.
Integrity No2: Ringo was just a 5 foot tall walking nose.

Word is this might be pretty far from finished product type stuff, like the early Ico and SotC materials.  Even as it is, damn, I want it.

The main reason for pornblog is that I think it`s funny and I honestly think everyone will like something that shows up and hopefully everything that shows up will be liked by someone.  But there’s also an element of honest to god self improvement in it.  No, listen!: I’m interested in having as little distance as possible between persona and anima.  Those are psychology words that aren`t really used anymore, except that I think they continue to explain something fundamental about how humans act around each other.  Persona is the image you project and anima is who you are inside your head and I could write a treatise (hell, I will sometime, but not in the middle of this post about pornblogging) on the obvious and less obvious ways they shape each other.

Actually squeezing that personality venn diagram into a circle is a bit more complicated than understanding and altering how you act outwardly and possibly sometimes expanding your insides to match your outsides as it were.  They`re shaped by each other, the persona is a complicated and earnest expression of your mental guts.  Inside and outside shape persona, but a part of the anima is how you choose to express things outwardly.  Unpolished thoughts and feelings won`t do, they haven`t been translated into a language other people can appreciate.  So through persona the anima expresses itself, not always in the same way things are assembled inside of you but in a way that is no less honest.

“But wait, what the dammit does this have to do with you posting porn on the internet?”

Is there anything in the world that people are less open about than their own pornography?  Not always of course, but the more intelligent people get the more British they get, and it takes a measure of willful circumventing (at least in my case) to cleave that stiff upper lip.  You knowing about my porn means you know about me, and as much as I doubt that the subject matter of the stuff will cause any change anything in the way I interact with people (my pornography may be nearing the limit of potential strangeness in some cases, but you can only be so out of the ordinary with porn, it’s all basically about the same thing) but simply knowing that it is  changes something slightly.  You’re interacting a bit more with the anima, because more of it has insinuated itself on the persona, and since every interaction shapes the persona it’s a cumulative effect.  I don`t think you can make too many reliable predictions about me from my porn.  Some certainly but that`s beside the point.  The naked ladies are the point.  Expressing in extended form what turns me on leaves me on the one hand sort of at the mercy of the readers.  Wanna mock me, you`ve got the ammunition.  Then again it`s an unabashedly self important thing to do: well I have nothing to hide, how about you, huh. Raised and lowered, something biblical about it.  I plan never to be blackmailed because I`m constantly doing it to myself.

You might try to look mysterious but I don’t think I’ve ever met someone who didn’t want to be understood.  Not up-to-the-minute 24 hour updates from Wolf Blitzer understood, but the desire to have something from the middle of you known and accepted is as far as I know fundamental, and a classic subject of good art and high wankery.  I think this is a seriously strong motivation (particularly for musicians) that artists don’t talk about too much.  Pornography is the thing I’ve talked about the least on here in its quantitative form, though it doesn’t seem like it sometimes.  So don’t make inferences, just go “huh, I never expected that Fortinbras would be into that kind of thing” and carry on.  But mostly cease to give a shit about all of this as soon as you finish reading it, because the main point of the exercise is that turning Dead City Scrolls into a pornblog for a while is fucking funny.

These are ridiculous things to say.  All of this is intensely silly.  (Infact, I’ll probably reread parts of this an hour from now and go “what wankery!”  It feels like that kind of thing.)  Silliness is as far as I can tell the center of human psychology: if you choose to examine it, you’ll find it to be so incredibly goofy that making an honest indepth venture to explain it you’ll find yourself writing a lot of goofy shit that is nevertheless relevant and true down.  Ever see a monkey stuffed into a business suit?  The monkey in the business suit is a koan.  Think long and hard on it.

So yes.  I consider this project a step toward human perfection.

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shit.  i just turned this into evangelion.

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I get hits from people googling ”anthroparian” from time to time.  I get them because the word appears in a part of Cormac McCarthy`s Suttree that I posted, and because people don`t know what the word means.

Let me explain it.

Nobody knows what anthroparian means.

The only place I`ve ever been able to find it is twice in the works of Cormac McCarthy and on some forums where people want to know what the word means because they read it in the works of Cormac McCarthy.

The closest I can figure is that it`s… someone who has something to do with human beings.